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Thanksgiving

My desire embraces writing you a love song but
How may a wordsmith capture your smile
Your laughter, your incredibly expressive eyes?

My desire embodies revealing the depth of my love but
How may a writer ever hope to plumb the recesses
For the exponentially growing adoration of your heart?

My desire entreats me to draw closer to you but
How may this author hug any tighter, kiss any softer or express any more passion
When human limitations will not allow the full reveal to occur?

My desire craves writing you a love song that
Once imbedded in your heart unequivocally shows
You stand loved beyond measure as well as cherished and adored…

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